So break me, shake me, take me over, and when the madness stops, than I will be alone.
Venus pulled the sword out of Beryl's body, and the Queen slumped onto the marble floor. She swiped her long blond hair out of her eyes, and stepped away from the spreading pool of blood. The door to the throne room slammed open, and the fighting spilled back into the room; Yaumcha blasted the largest soldier through the chest, and Tienshinhan used the body to springboard himself over and behind the other soldiers. The fight ended quickly, and Venus picked her way carefully over the strewn bodies until she stood close to Yaumcha.
"That was fun," Yaumcha grinned, and slung an arm around her shoulders. Venus nodded, looking back at the crumpled bodies slumped against the throne.
"Queen Serenity is dead." Yaumcha swung his gaze around to follow hers, and caught sight of the bodies.
"Shit," Tienshinhan swore softly; they ducked as one wall caved in, chunks of white marble and dust scattered everywhere. Vegeta picked himself up out of the dust, and dodged as Freeza came through the wall. They paused, panting, and Freeza took a bolt of pink energy to the back. He arched and cried out, and Vegeta shot forward, ramming his flattened hand into the lizard's chest.
Princess Serenity came bounding through the hole Vegeta had created with his own body, just in time to get splattered with purple blood as Vegeta ripped Freeza's heart out.
"EEEEWWWW!!!!!" she shrieked, "GET IT OFF OF ME!!!" Vegeta watched her dance around frantically as he chewed thoughtfully on Freeza's heart, and laughed as she tripped and landed heavily. Endymion came through the hole, looking the worse for wear, and pulled the princess to her feet. She caught sight of the bodies slumped against the throne, and hurled herself across the distance, already sobbing hysterically.
Vegeta walked toward Sailor Venus and the Z Senshi, not bothering to wipe at the blood still dripping from his chin. He didn't bother to berate himself; he'd warned them that Freeza and Beryl would offer peace and then come in with guns loaded, and it almost galled him that the word 'peace' was so worshiped by the Lunarians.
"The fights not over yet," Vegeta pushed past them, and they followed him out of the throne room, glancing over their shoulders. "Raditz, do you read me?" Vegeta touched his scouter, calmly stepping over strewn rubble.
"I read you," Raditz's voice crackled in his ear, "I'm with First Company, down on the ground. Our ships have been taken out, and Freeza's fleets are staying just out of accurate ki range. You got any ideas?"
"No point in Oozaru, is there?" Vegeta half-muttered. "No real ground fighting. Fuck, Raditz, you'll have to let them land for Oozaru to be effective, but use only a few Sayajin, I don't want to have to pay to completely rebuild this little rock."
"I hear you. Piccolo wants to talk to you," Vegeta growled at the rustling of Raditz handing over his scouter, before Piccolo's voice came on.
"They wont land all at once, spaghetti head," Piccolo growled. "They'll land half the fleet and set their soldiers loose, and you'll have to use your monkey powers to fend them off before they do too much damage, so they wont land the other half. You still have to get something up in the air."
"Are you volunteering?" Vegeta asked.
"The monkey learned a new trick! Fuckin' mind reader," Piccolo grunted with effort, and the sound of ki exploding echoed across the connection. "Bardock and some of the Sailor Senshi are hanging back behind the lines, staying fresh for the aerial assault. Meet us at the Palace gates."
Vegeta terminated the connection, and turned to the Z-Senshi. "We're heading toward the Palace gates, where we'll meet up with some of the Nameks and Lunarians. A few Sayajin should be there. Lets go!" The group broke out into a run, and Vegeta tapped his scouter again. "Woman, I need a pick up at the palace gates, and then you're going to take us up for an aerial assault. We'll stay low and wait for the first half of the fleet to land, and then we're heading up."
"I read you," Bulma's voice came over the connection clearly, and Vegeta felt the feral grin starting to stretch his mouth. "I'll meet you there."
Both groups skidded to a halt at the gates, and Bulma flew in low over the cityscape, dropping the hatch. Vegeta took a running leap into the galley, landing lightly and moving quickly out of the way for the others. Bardock and Raditz followed him, and Kakarrot hovered at the hatch to pull the others in.
"Your men took out a good chunk of their fleet in the initial attack, but your ships are decimated," Mars planted her gloved fists on her hips and glared at Vegeta.
"Our cannons have done some damage," Mercury consulted her scouter, "But they're still operating at 70% efficiency, and they've taken out almost all of our ships. I think they've planned to stay away from on the ground fighting, but we still have to get up there and knock them to the ground where we can take them out at our leisure."
"How is one little ship going to knock half the fleet to the ground?" Venus shook her head, blonde hair flying. "Bulma's a god-given genius, but she's not a miracle worker."
"She just has to pop the hatch for us once we're up there," Bardock mopped his face with the red bandana, before retying it. "Use your ki to compress the air around you, hold your breath, and haul ass. You'll have less than a minute, but that's a long time if you can work it well. Keep in mind, the point of war is to do the most amount of damage in the least amount of time."
"Here's the plan. Sailors, pair up with someone who can fly; when you go in, puncture the hull of the ship, preferably close to the bridge, and make it crash, I don't care how. Oozaru will pick them out of the air before they hit, so jump clear as soon as you can. Any questions?" Vegeta paused to look around, "Good." He nodded, and turned away for a moment.
Raditz wrapped his tail around Mars and hauled her close, and leaned down to kiss her neck. "Partner up, he said. I'm just a good soldier, you know," Raditz chuckled at her as she thrashed for a moment in his grasp, then let her turn around.
"One time does not give you the right to just man-handle me like this!" she hissed, her eyes flashing.
"Live in the now; tomorrow might not happen," Raditz fingered the fresh teeth marks on her neck, and seriously wondered if he'd die within the next few hours. At least he'd gotten something pretty before his end.
Bardock only watched his son with half an eye, and let Pluto stand closer than was necessary.
"You've been a pleasant distraction," the young woman told him, and he chuckled.
"Its war, honey," Bardock kissed her unmarked neck, "I don't care what race you are, we all need a distraction every once in a while." No one noticed Kakarrot and Vegeta in the cockpit, rubbing absent thumbs over healed teeth marks as their mates flew them out to battle, except Bardock, who turned and blocked the view into the cockpit with his own body. He'd seen his fair share of mates heading out into battle, knowing only one of them might come back; the mother of his sons had died similarly. Bardock didn't like to think about her, and turned back to Pluto, because she'd been right; it passed the time, and kept him from thinking about his demons, as he was sure he kept her from thinking of her own.
Murcury and Venus gravitated toward the Z-Senshi, and didn't notice Jupiter wrap her arms around Piccolo's neck and glare at him defiantly, until he settled his hands on her hips. Venus stepped back under Yaumcha's arm, and sighed into his chest. Mercury didn't say anything either, as she stood next to Seventeen and blushed with him.
Tienshinhan finally rolled his eyes when android Eighteen squeezed Krillins hand; he'd thought of bringing Launch, and had decided it would be too dangerous. Now, he was the only one on the battle field besides Nail and Dende and Sixteen not saying goodbye to a lover. Even Neptune and Uranus had squeezed each others hands before they stood decisively in front of Sixteen. It made an illogical sense, though; Lunarians wanted to make emotional love, on a basic level that had permeated their culture. Sayajins wanted to fight, on a basic level that had permeated their own culture. Tien wasn't sure what Namek's wanted; they were warriors, healers, and farmers. He supposed that on a basic, culture permeating level, Nameks just wanted room to grow. Plants, spiritually or physically, whatever.
'Basically,' Tien kept the thought and the smile to himself, 'they're just like us.'
A/N; Bardock is quoting Patton, and lyrics are still from Savage Garden. I've almost got the universe set up for the actual plot.